"That was Asura Binding Sound." Although Qin Fengming had not heard Yinluo Holy Lord's cry of alarm, it did not affect his judgment. In almost an instant, he understood what kind of attack he had fallen victim to.
Asura Binding Sound was a great divine ability of Buddhist cultivation. Unlike the Buddhist great divine ability Lion's Roar, it was not renowned for its sheer ferocity, but it possessed an extremely powerful Illusionary Effect.
Moreover, while inside Asura Binding Sound, one's body was bound, yet cultivators generally found it difficult to sense this. They merely felt as though they were trapped within some vast region, unable to escape.
This divine ability was exceedingly difficult to cultivate. In the lower realms, it had never been passed down to anyone who succeeded in cultivating it. Qin Fengming knew of Asura Binding Sound only because he had once seen a few descriptions of it in an ancient tome.
The wave of sound that had just struck him was exactly the same as what that tome had described.
Among the people in the valley back then, one person had not fled in haste. Instead, he formed hand seals, and a billowing yellow-brown mist suddenly spread forth, like a surging sea of yellow sand, sweeping across the surrounding area and blotting out the sky.
Although the speed at which it spread appeared unhurried, when that massive wave of sound rang out, the dense yellow sand had already filled a full hundred zhang in every direction. Even after the sound wave swept past, it showed no sign of stopping and continued to spread outward.
The person capable of remaining so calm was none other than Three Fiends Saintly Venerable.
At this moment, Three Fiends Saintly Venerable had completely abandoned his usual composure. His expression was gloomy, while